MY EXPERIENCES, MY IMAGINATION

Well, its been long friends. And I was caught up in various personal and professional commitments. The good thing is it has provided a lot of 'food for thought' to my head. And today let us talk about this beautiful term 'SACRIFICE'. Sacrifice as defined in dictionary is slaughtering of animals for offering to God as noun or to give up something valuable for some other considerations as verb. So, what do you think? Giving up something valuable for some other considerations; is it a positive term? And that's exactly my food for thought today. I am not against this term 'sacrifice' or something like that. I am just not able to feel the positive vibes in that word the way it is usually used in our day to day lives. I feel if you do something which you love and have an appetite for, then you would never say that I sacrificed this to do that may how hard the work may seem. The moment you use the term sacrifice, it feels you have just undermined the worth of

Shades of Colors: Photography - Tulsi (basil) plant

A fter almost 3 months, I am blogging. This time its a story which is already there on my fb page. Happy reading. Sunaina, a girl of 24 years in the suburbs of Odisha was readying herself to leave her own home. The home of her own parents. It is 6 am in the morning. The night that just passed brought a big change in her life. From a cute cuddly daughter and sister, she has now become someone’s wife. She knows her husband well, but still she is not able to understand why she’s having that heartache. Silently, sitting in her room, tears were flowing down from her eyes. She was thinking how to control her tears. But she was unable to hold them back. Slowly, the door opened and she tried to wipe out her tears. Her brother silently stood and stared at her. She looked up and said, “Bhaiya, what happened?” Her brother, Manas entered the room and sat near her. “Sister, do you remember when you were six and I was eight, we played as kids with me performing your marriage. Do you

Two lovers. One left the other. And then they meet again to have a small conversation. One loves to love and for the other, love is a sign of weakness.. A short poem - A CONVERSATION. "Who are you", she asked me. "The man who proposed you bending on his knees, The man with whom you spent hours talking under the tree. The man for whom your eyes once twinkled, that man is me." "Don't bore me with your rhyming lines." "But you said, with me you felt being on cloud nine! You always smiled, together whenever we dined. And that's the reason I always thought everything is fine." "Gone are those days & with time my love has faded, Into a whole new direction my life has headed." "What about those promises that to me you made? What about those tears that my eyes did shed?" "Love is nothing but an illusion dear, It's a sign of weakness and failure." "For every disease

All have a past. But few start living in present projecting a better future letting go of the past. That's the only way for a enjoyable present leading to a bright future. But if you are still living in past. Just let it go... Resurrect yourself for your own good. If pain is real, so is hope. ***** With so many thoughts crossing my brain, My past stands before me making me insane. The people whom I had thought to be rain, They turned out to be strong hurricane. Life is lovely, I always thought; With people lovelier, I was taught. But I can't even explain what I got, With so many demons in past I fought. Evil has gone but has left its scent, Which sometimes makes me faint. It makes me weak with a feeling of I can't, In my soul the demon has made a dent. 'Why me', I can't even ask the Lord, As during success I never asked the same to God. Sometimes I feel like entangled in a cord, And walking alone in an endless roa

HAPPY MAHA SHIVARATRI TO ALL... In this world of development and amazing scientific advancements, the thing that baffles me the most is human behaviour. No one can ignore it, and no one can do anything about it. The variety of behaviour and the plethora of emotions that human beings show leaves me startled and speechless. From your daily experiences, you will surely agree with the statement that human behaviour is completely unpredictable. Sometimes, a grumpy looking man can be the kindest man you met in your life and a pretty looking lady can be the most dangerous woman you have seen in life. And that’s what baffles me. That still people love good looks and never a good heart. They seek a good looking face, than a good heart. When I say this, many people ask me how to know the status of heart in the first meet; and I completely agree to this question. And I will also add that sometimes even a lifetime is a short lifespan to know a person completely. But does that qualify that we r